The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine

The Crown Prince That Sells Medicine Chapter 536

Episode 536 Identity of the donor (1)

“My hand is weak~ My hand is weak~ Eheiyaaraa~♪ Wow yeah~♬”

“….”

The cafe became completely quiet in an instant!

All eyes are focused this way!

Thanks to this, our embarrassment level is soaring in real time!

“….”

Archangel Lloyd closed his eyes tightly. Without realizing it, I felt my face getting hot. On the one hand, he thought. I am having a hard time using the power of search. This guy, Rachiel, is gently stroking his head to soothe his headache.

‘Are you just going to make my life a pile of debt?’

I had that thought for a moment.

But I endured it.

Instead, I focused on what I was doing.

‘Ugh. I endure it. Hold on. I’m really a saint, really.’

This guy is probably doing this because he wants to help us. You’re probably desperately hoping that the search will somehow be successful. At least I don’t feel any malice.

‘Concentration. Concentration. First, let’s find it.’

Lee Han’s body containing the soul of Crown Prince Rachiel. A donor who can transplant bone marrow, or hematopoietic stem cells, into that body. The scope is Korean. Even just one person is fine. Name and address. certainly. please.

But that was then.

Boom!

“…!”

A heavy warning sound, like a thunderbolt, rang in Archangel Lloyd’s head. Soon, a warning message written in red in royal script appeared before his eyes.

[Warning – You are an archangel from another dimension visiting to perform official duties and are attempting to use powers beyond those permitted here. We inform you that if you ignore the warning and continue to exceed the limits of your power, you may suffer aftereffects that will last at least hundreds of thousands of years.]

“… Cool!”

A violent cough that sounded like a scream came out of Archangel Lloyd’s mouth. With that, the activation of the authority automatically stopped. This happened just before the limit of power granted in this dimension was exceeded.

“Huh? Are you okay?”

Rakiel asks as if surprised by this sudden cough. Archangel Lloyd cleared his throat a few more times and barely answered.

“…no. “It’s not okay.”

“Then would you like me to give you a pulse?”

“No, not really.”

“So, was your search successful?”

“No, not at all.”

“….”

“Use it.” See how his expression hardens immediately after hearing that the search failed? “You’re not worried about me at all, right?”

“no. “I started off by worrying about the archangel, right?”

“what. Was it like that?”

“yes. surely. So, didn’t I keep patting you so you wouldn’t get sick while you were searching?”

“It didn’t make any sense at all?”

“Then how can I convey my true feelings?”

“Don’t touch me. Ugh. “What a manly thing.”

“….”

“Anyway, the search isn’t as good as I thought?”

“Then…”

“How can there be no way? Yes. “There are some.”

“Are there any?”

“okay.”

Archangel Lloyd spoke about what he felt a moment ago when the use of power stopped.

“Maybe having a cell phone will help with search capabilities.”

“…yes?”

“cell phone. I don’t know?”

“Oh, I know. “I know, but…”

“You’re wondering how a cell phone can help with search power?”

“Yes, honestly.”

“It’s simple.”

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Archangel Lloyd said.

“All mobile phones are connected to communication networks such as LTE or 5G Wi-Fi, right? “I am inserting my search power into the radio wave range of the connected communication network.”

“Is something like that… possible?”

“I’m telling you this because it’s possible.”

Archangel Lloyd spoke honestly. In the original dimension, this search would have been completed in one second, but this was Korea, a different dimension. Searching tens of millions of people with extremely limited power was not as easy as expected.

But what if we borrow the power of the communication network? What if you were to plant your power and run a search within the scope of the communication network, which would extend all the way to Dume Mountain Valley in Gangwon-do, which is pretty much the territory of the Republic of Korea?

Then, it seemed that the search would not be stopped due to lack of power. I thought it was worth a try.

“So let’s get a cell phone.”

“Where and how?”

“You sleep well here.”

“…yes?”

Rakiel’s eyes wavered.

Lloyd’s expression became cruel.

“hey. “Then can I get you a cell phone too?”

“….”

“I will do the search. All you need is a cell phone. But there are a lot of people here, right? Borrow it. “It’ll only take a moment.”

“…Uh, that’s over there.”

“huh. What.”

“I’m good at that…”

“Is there anything I can’t do? Crown Prince, aren’t you going to save that guy?”

“…Yep, I will save you.”

Rachiel stood up with a solemn(?) expression. And I looked around the inside of the cafe with creaking movements like a broken robot. At that moment, I made eye contact with a group member who was glancing in this direction. It was a group of two women who were chatting at the table across from us.

‘good.’

First, the target has been decided.

Rachiel strengthened her resolve and went to the table where her eyes met.

“hey?”

“…yes! yes?”

Could this be because this person, who had the appearance of a foreigner, spoke Korean with unexpected fluency? Or maybe it’s because the lingering feeling(?) of my weak hand that I called out earlier still remains. The two women reacted in surprise.

But either way.

Rachiel held out her hand.

“Excuse me, can I use your cell phone?”

“…yes?”

“It’s hard to tell you the circumstances, but I really need a cell phone.”

“….”

“Because without it, people could die.”

“….”

“Please, please.”

“….”

“please.”

“Oh, that is….”

“Yes. “It works?”

“no! “Because we’re busy!”

Slap!

The two women exchanged looks and jumped up from their seats. And then I started packing my bag and belongings. I felt like I was going to get out of here at any moment.

“Oh there? “You haven’t even eaten half of the cake yet…!”

“Mom is sick!”

“….”

Just like that, the two women left the battlefield at the speed of light. Rachiel thought about taking the piece of cake the women left behind as a trophy, but returned empty-handed.

“Oh, it’s harder than I thought?”

“Tsk. A foreigner approaches you and speaks very fluent Korean, huh? If they don’t lend me their cell phone, someone will die, okay? Who wouldn’t be shocked? is not it?”

Archangel Lloyd’s reprimand came directly.

Rakiel swallowed the lame excuse.

“But you were so sudden about going and asking to borrow money that I stopped before I knew it.”

“But I guess I’ll have to be careful to ask to borrow it because it’s so sudden, right?”

“….”

“let’s go. Go again.”

“…yep.”

Rachiel searched for a secondary target(?).

But was this the reason why all the voices from this side could be heard inside the not-so-wide cafe space? No one was looking this way anymore. No, I didn’t even try to make eye contact. It seemed like they were treating this group as foreign newtubers who filmed videos with the concept of a strange kind of social experiment.

That must have been why.

“Excuse me, but can I use your phone for a moment?”

“….”

“hey? I’m really sorry. I had to urgently need to contact someone, but I forgot my cell phone and didn’t bring it with me…”

“….”

“Hmm, do you know the Tao?”

“….”

No matter which table you go to.

No matter what message you use.

No one responded.

In the end, Archangel Lloyd shook his head.

“Tsk, that won’t work. Let’s go out. “This place is open.”

“…sorry.”

“Yes, I should be sorry.”

“Wouldn’t it be better to just open a cell phone?”

“Yes, no.”

“Why?”

“no money.”

“….”

It was absurd.

Who was the person in heaven who made a pool out of gold coins and went swimming there?

“No, I don’t have any money. Does that make sense?”

“Yes, that works.”

“Why?”

“You cannot take the wealth from the heavenly world outside. “That’s the principle.”

“Then outside the heavens… you’re a beggar?”

“If I speak so bluntly, will it hurt me?”

“…sorry. But what about the transportation card you used to take the subway earlier?”

“It was made as a support fund for official business trips.”

“Is there also a business trip subsidy?”

“of course.”

“Then can’t I use that money to activate my cell phone?”

“huh. Not enough. “We only received public transportation fare for three days, sauna room expenses, and meals.”

“Can’t we save some money on meals?”

“That’s not enough.”

“Why?”

“Because the only menu that we can eat for 3 days according to the meal plan assigned to us is stir-fried pork and baekban.”

“Then, if you substitute cup ramen with triangular kimbap…!”

“Would you buy a cell phone to save money?”

“…Keuheuk.”

As I came out of the cafe and wandered(?) around the streets, I felt a little lost. As expected, there seems to be no easy way. After all, the only way is to approach passers-by and borrow their cell phones for a moment. It was around that time when I had that thought.

…click?

The sound of a camera shutter was heard right nearby. Rachiel turned towards him without realizing it. And I was able to find it.

A handsome man was taking a selfie. Turn your back on this. While maintaining a cool expression. Add a spoonful of street gambling. Cheese.

click!

The sound of the cell phone shutter ringing again. However, in the background reflected on the cell phone screen, I saw this person standing quietly on the side of the road.

The moment you see that.

‘This is it…!’

A thunderbolt of ideas struck Rakiel’s head.

Implementation was immediate.

“…hey!”

Deliberately more aggressive.

As if he was very surprised.

“Did you just take a picture of me?”

“…yes?”

The man reflexively looked this way.

I quickly approached the man. He pointed at the man’s cell phone screen and spoke clearly.

“That’s right. It was filmed. here. “There I am.”

“uh? “Huh?”

“You know this is a violation of portrait rights, right?”

“yes?”

The man’s eyes were filled with bewilderment.

But that was then.

Archangel Lloyd, who must have sensed their plan(?), quickly intervened and added a word.

“wow. Did I get filmed too? “Can I just take a picture of someone else like this?”

“Oh, that’s over there…”

“It’s even taken in an ugly way, right?”

“You were taken as an even uglier person?”

“Still, I think the proportions came out a little better than they actually are?”

“no. “Your head looks big.”

“Isn’t that saying too much?”

“are you okay. “It’s better than having short legs.”

“I still don’t like it.”

“uh. “I also agree with that.”

“Don’t you think it would be better if we filmed it again?”

“I know. Hey. “Would you like to film something like this again together?”

“…uh? yes? yes?”

A barrage of talk without a break! The man who took a selfie and then got bitten by this and the archangel was even more embarrassed.

Meanwhile, Archangel Lloyd very gently snatched the man’s cell phone. Almost as if it was handed to me. Truly natural. He grabbed the man’s cell phone and lifted it high. I took a selfie with the front camera. On the LCD screen, the faces of Archangel Lloyd himself and Rachiel Selenaman were captured side by side.

“Kimchii-”

Click!

A selfie of three people, no, an archangel, a prince from another dimension, and a handsome man on the street, engraved in the crackling shutter sound!

“Oh, good. It’s just right. “Selfies should be like this.”

“That’s right. “I kind of like it now.”

“….”

Rachiel is arguing with the happy archangel Lloyd, and the selfie guy is returning his phone with a blank face!

Just like that, Rakiel and Lloyd walked away from the selfie guy.

Rachiel asked quietly.

“…Are you searching?”

“Hmm. success.”

“ah.”

Rachiel breathed a sigh of relief.

It was then.

“It was successful, but I found someone who could donate… but the name is a bit strange, isn’t it?”

“yes? “What’s your name?”

“huh.”

“How strange is that?”

“It’s very strange.”

“What do you think your name is?”

Rakiel tilted his head.

I couldn’t readily understand the archangel’s words.

No matter how strange the name is, will it be a problem with bone marrow transplantation or hematopoietic stem cell donation? It probably won’t happen.

The moment you think…

Archangel Lloyd said.

“Podongi.”